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Two ideas both different yet similar.

1. At the edge of town in a busted up double-wide, lives a young woman who is a nice girl but a bit too trashy for everyone's sensibilities (stumbling out in the middle of the day in torn booty shorts and a "cum dumpster" tank top while drinking Milwaukee, occasionally throwing a confederate flag on the line ("I'm not racist, I just lost my virginity on top of it and get sentimental from time to time") and has a few dozen dogs that run around her impromptu junkyard.

The town wants to come down on her but the current mayor was a friend of her father and lets her slide however, after the woman starts hooking up with the senior classes' finest, the school board puts pressure on the mayor to resign and then forces the deputy to make her clean her act up or get kicked out of town. She cleans up her act but then the full moon arrives. Turns out her lifestyle allowed her to mitigate her werewolf nature and now that her dogs are gone, she's now sober, and she doesn't have a bunch of rusted cars to tear up, she' going into the town a completely sober, ticked off werewolf.

2. Feeling like he needed to get out of the city, bill went to visit his cousin Susan. The visit goes well though his uptight cousin seems to lack the humor she once had. However, on his last night, it's a full moon and his cousin makes a 180. Suddenly they are firing shotguns at stop signs, drinking hard and hitting on anything that moves. However, the end of the night gets even more extreme when Susan sucks him off behind a dollar general and then fucks him in the back of her car.

The next morning, Susan is shocked but seemingly not about having sex with her cousin...not specifically anyway. Bill's a bit stunned but rationalizes that they were just cousins. The next night though, he finds himself buying Pabst Blue Ribbon and wondering if a gun rack could be placed in his truck...and then remembers that he doesn't have a truck. As the night wears on, he even drunk dials his cousin who takes the call while waiting on one side of a gloryhole and tries to get her to come to him.

The next day Susan explains that they've been cursed and every full moon they will change into white trash. They bond over this and essentially become full moon buddies, developing strategies for doing what they can to mitigate the damage they cause to their reputations and even shack up with each other to keep from going outside during the full moon. Things go well for a while until a few months later, when Bill's sister shows up unannounced, sobbing about how her boyfriend dumped her and kicked her out. She promises she just needs a few days with her brother since he's the only guy she trusts right now...and then Susan pulls up with their full moon supplies.
 
I like the 2nd idea ... they turn into 'white-trash' it has a Family Guy/Mad TV silliness to it.
 
Admittedly, the second idea was the main reason I wrote the idea. The first one is actually a character from a recurring dream I have which usually focuses on a lesbian werewolf who lives on the edge of a town full of monsters.

But I couldn't think of a better time to bring her up, so I decided to toss her in for a flipside to the second idea.
 
I like both ideas.

#2 is indeed really a kick. A number of location-based possibilities -- in southern / sunbelt USA the full moon converts them to white trash / pikes; in Canada they become Newfies; in Latino SW USA they're cholos (low-riders); in Utah they turn into Scientologists, etc.

#1 could be a trip if the townsfolk, or at least their leaders, are faux-classy vampires. Move it to a coastal town and instead of werewolves they're selkies (mer-people, were-seals) or some sort of Lovecraftian spawn of Cthulhu. In Cleveland they're Great Lakes tentacle-creatures.

I'd try some paradigm-shifting but the forest fire has burnt me out. More later.
 
The first idea sounds like it escaped from HBO's True Blood when nobody was paying attention. Seriously they had were white trash. They were just panthers and so fucking stupid that the writers quietly forgot about them at the end of one of the seasons.

The second is hilarious.
 
lol, looking forward to it Hypoxia. Be careful
The fire is half-contained but there's a worrisome hotspot not far from my home. Weather is good now but that will change. We're ready to evacuate immediately but hope we needn't. We shall see. Waiting is.

#2 is indeed really a kick. A number of location-based possibilities -- in southern / sunbelt USA the full moon converts them to white trash / pikes; in Canada they become Newfies; in Latino SW USA they're cholos (low-riders); in Utah they turn into Scientologists, etc.
I see that as maybe a set of related / parallel tales. Don't know when/if I'd get around to writing any -- well, maybe as one-pagers. Or a set of incidents in one piece like I did in A Fall Of Stardust. So it turns out there's an epidemic of were-downclassing. A spreading curse. Maybe a CIA plot gone wrong (or viral). Just save a place for tentacles, hey?
 
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